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Chaos In Keith’s Home:
Author: Lonely Wolf
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“Are you two planning to share our home or fight and argue all the time?” He looked at them with a wary stare and asked.

“We're just passing time here,” Keith said, carefully choosing his words.

He raised his nose to the air. “Don’t we all have similar experiences? My name is Jeb.”

Another was a woman with a puppy and a young man with an eye scar after her. They didn’t say anything as they ate the food they had. She held close to Keith, clearly fearing him.

Afterward, Keith got up and went somewhere to make a quick phone call. When he got the signal, he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

“Markus. We're ready. Have the helicopter go to the Eastfield train yard. We will alight from the train at twenty.”

He was ready to end the call when his phone vibrated.

The phone number said “Seth.”

"Seth? What's wrong?"

“It's Mom. She has made it to the house. She is fussing at all the staff, as if she is back to being the head of the house. I asked her to leave, yet she insists on staying.”
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